I love when something is different than it should be. A crooked collar, tangled jewellery, a sweater that seems to hug you and what is going on with this hood?
It all started when I was pregnant. Full of hormones, big bellied and waddling.
I had the inner restlessness, the need to create a collection that I could not wear myself at the time.
My father had small boxes filled with little precious trinkets. When I was a child, I was captivated as I rummaged through them; I felt like I was discovering a secret or hidden treasure.
I like to clash beauty with the bizarre in an unexpected and humorous way.
Slow Fashion & Art